She continued to work her hand over her crotch. She massaged her pussy bulge and swayed her hips. Slowly her fingers traced her pussy lips through her...jeans. She kept squeezing her thighs and contracting her muscles. We made eye contact a few times, between that and seeing her rock ever so slightly back and forth on the chair it was over, my blood left my brain and gathered in my cock. Licking my lips, I reached down and rubbed my cock. I remember nothing of the meeting, and know that she knew. It had been on the counter, she'd tossed her clothes over it—and now it was gone! I suddenly remembered the way she'd swept everything off the counter and under her arm...I immediately ran to the back of the store but I knew what I would find. And did: nothing. She'd gone out the back door.At least she didn't steal the vacuum, I thought, seeing it beside the door along with the bucket of cleaning supplies. And, technically speaking, she had more or less paid for the book as we'd agreed. So even. More

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